Constantinople

a droplet
forms
falls
and
breaks

but if it
were to
fall forever
would it
break

Precautions Vision

keep them open
do not close
the light needs
to enter and reflect
upon the tears
that shimmer on
the eyes that
grow darker with
each passing tick
energy passes from
your body leaving
its harsh markings
upon the blank canvas
that is you

flesh broken

it cries its tears

staining the cloth

that shelters it

from the exposure

years pass as

the wound

refuses to heal

grows bigger it does

each passing moment

sends pain rushing

to the place of contact

Caution Flows from a Cone

can i trust you
with a secret
with my life
what shows me
that i can
give you my trust
prove i can
and then i shall

hide from the eye

you can not

sees all it does

focus on you

it shall do

makes you think

of what shall

come of what

you know and

allowes you to

choose it does

with each ticking moment

it waits for

you to make

the choice that

shall never be

correct in the

eyes that really

matter

Mare in the Night

Walking out of the hallway I turn and face. "Get the fuck out of my house!" as I pint to the door with force. Relieving the couch of its pressure, she stands and faces the ceiling as if I being that tall. Striding to the door, she leaves her blue suit only in our minds.

Sounds from outside catch our attention and move to the deck we do. On a slight cliff the house does sit and the driveway marks the top. Dark and gloomy the sky looks and clouds give the soft satin blue sky a rougher texture. Long grasses hide the face of the falling hill. Farther down, trees engulf the side and they become thicker and thicker yet, hiding what can no longer be seen by our eyes , but our ears know everything.

The grinding of the gravel beneath our feet shall not distracts us from the sound that haunts us. Searching for what our ears detect, we continue.

Coming up upon a newly arrived clearing among the dark of trees, the noise now becomes vi sable. One solid blade, sharpened for culinary, hacks away at the fallen tree. Attached to the knife, the blue suited woman is and furious she looks.

Closer we creep and spotted we are. Running back from once we came we are left to do as the angy blade draws closer with each passing step of its holder. Refuge is what we seek and find it you shall never know.

Without a Noise

stare at the wall long enough

and you'll find what

you think you're seeking

but a deception this is

for what you seek is

what you already know

you just haven't unlocked

it prosperous potential

carried within it

Hidden

why do you lie

to my face when

i know the truth

you tremble before me

hiding what is in plain site

confuses me this does

on your purpose for this

the truth stands strong

and shall always stand strong

it waits to be discovered

so it can serve justice

what are you afraid of

that you feel the need

to twist words and meanings

to fit your person better

is trouble what you fear

for trouble hath no escaping

it shall find you

one way or another

look at it as you may

decipher it into what you can

yet it shall have no other

meaning than that of truth

Destruction

throwing your head

into the wall

with the rage that

fills your veins

you're helpless to

do anything but

stand by and

watch their eyes

upon one another

the scene tares

the flesh from

your head in

attempt to compensate

for the torment that

has no end

Tumbling

jumping from one
pillar to another
no time in between
for valleys to close
so pointless was
my presence was
i really worthless
did it mean nothing
or rather was there
just no change in
the status of
our minds
like a craving
it comes and goes
leaving you crippled
in its wake

Nothing Comes Easy

lights, they flash
as the siren blares
warning people
of your entrance

going around a corner
its dark, cant see
danger waits
for those who seek it

nothing but a fantasy
left for the screen
or words that
form into plots

aroma fills your head
tells you when
they shall be done
to await the plate

nothing but noise
fills the factory
for that all necessary
fuel that fills you

this cant be spotted
not in the future
or rather not
a daily routine

the snapping stops
the actions; time
left to be seen
through a window

later to be viewed
by those who enjoy
the art that makes
up the life all around

accept it, live by it
hide it i shall not
embrace it, live by it
that is what i shall do

Forgotten Feelings

a moment alone
a moment in time
a being, an individual
taken from us
scaring us back to
what we hide as real

so white it can be

molding it to what you want

it falls from the heavens above

to grace our presents

hiding, dodging

displaying the ways we hide

shoving it aside and covering it

with the ways we want

stop, can you feel it

cant you feel them looking

the way they stare

putting pressure upon our lives

squeezing us into a mold

forming us into the same

expecting us to follow

the ways They want

it wont, shall not work

for the way we should be

dies within these years

and becomes forgotten

show the cause

unveil true problems

that reside in us

as a whole

speak out

is what we're doing false

or is it just falling apart

was it destined to fail or

was there a hand in it

a blockade

refusing to let us pass

take what you can

don't look back

the fallen bridge

is done with

it sits on my shoulders

weighing me down

bearing down on me

it's always reminding me

of what, who i am

hiding myself to be true

but true bay be false

and the false that has become

is forcing to the surface

to become itself, to make truth

no longer may the hidden lie waiting

consuming my thoughts

it creates war and

makes my body

tremble with anticipation

of the possible outcomes

that shall follow

only one path

it may choose

to flow upon

which one is uncertain

honesty can't look

you in the face

while secrets stare

you in the eyes

i want change

but can not find it

my hands are empty

unable to grasp

the confusion that

my mind leaks

it can not be found

darkness enshrouds

my thoughts

and closes in

fight back i must

to persevere and

come out on top

to reveal who

lays inside this

now empty shell

what was once ecstasy

is now darkness

the sun shines no more

and is covered

by clouds of sorrow